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Games in Paris
"My name is Sophie. I am 32 years old and I work as financial analyst in a large bank in the business quarter of La Defense in Paris. On Thursday evening I was having a hot chocolate with Aquariux on my way back home. He was nice and flirtatious as always. But suddenly he told me I had 5 minutes to give him my panties. I was shocked. We were in a bakery in the pedestrian rue Montorgueil, close to the largest metro station “Forum des Halles” in the centre of Paris. It was the big crowd of the pre-Christmas last minute shopping. Toilets were forbidden. I rushed to the gardens by the escalators. It was already dark, cold and humid but many people were still passing by. Single men or in group, this place is filled with African immigrants dealing hashish, women with , couple…
"I ran to the platform overlooking the centre. This place is usually pretty quiet and only two Japanese girls were watching Paris nighttimes skyline. I could feel him following me. I sat in a bench and took off my shoes and stayed to slide my pantyhose under my skirt. My hands were trembling, cold and emotion. I was so awkward and embarrassed. I was wearing, because of the cold, a long skirt. I wanted to be elegant for him. Fortunately the girls were not watching, or pretended not to. Some passer-bys must have seen everything. I took off the panties, and put back the pantyhose, and ran away with the panties in my hand to escape the shame. He was watching just behind and he kissed me, the most passionate kiss in my life. It was worth everything. I was loosing my breath and my legs were shaking. I am thrilled just remembering it. Then we went home…
"I was at the same time fearing and hoping that he would ask such things again. But he apparently liked it very much and asked for it again. Obviously this is especially embarrassing when I am wearing trousers. Doesn’t he like me wearing trousers?” |
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